There is no hurry. We all walk high up on our toes, our bottoms swaying, our wrists brushing the outside of our thighs. It is just the way we walk. ...e all look very sensuous and content. Aside from the high-heels, the other girls are naked like me. We never wear clothes. Why do we need clothes here? Only the grey uniform girls wear clothes.There is only a small line at the cafeteria and I do not have to wait long for my breakfast. Everything operates so smoothly here. A grey uniform girl . I wanted meat.“I want some Brad meat come feed me.” I said as I slowly walked over to him and started to unzip his fly.“Brad pushed me back. Not now babe I just want to watch some telly.” he said He slouched down on the lounge and grabbed the remote. My pussy needed attention so I walked in front of the television.“Come on baby give this box some attention please. I will be a good girl. Please babe please”. I said bending in front of him looking back at his face.“Later. Not now, fuck would you. She whispered that she had suggested to Stewart he might try her other opening if she lubricated it with some of the recently churned butter.Sheila giggled when she heard that because she knew the dour-faced Stewart was more into "cleaving" and "begetting" the old-fashioned way and not interested in saloon-girl antics. When Scarlett related that he asked her to "save it" for another day, Sheila was a bit miffed because he was resolute in only using her hand or her mouth to relieve his manly. .I wake up shouting. A woman's voice beside me tries to comfort me. I feelher hand on my shoulder and say, "Mom?" Yes dear, I am here," she says. I look at her. I don't recognize her atall. I flinch, pull back from her hand, and even before I can stop thewords I say, "No! Who are you?" Oh God, the look of pain on her face. Isay, "I'm sss... sorry." I feel like crying again. What's wrong with me?The doctor comes in. The woman says, "She didn't recognize me, doctor.What's going on?" Try not to.